Poppy Shahua has the habit of getting up early, which was also developed by her work. Until now, she has not changed her pregnancy. After washing up, she went downstairs and saw traces of people sleeping on the sofa in the hall. She thought it might be Qian.
Jun slept last night. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little pitiful. Then he quickly threw this terrible thought into his mind.
The imperial chef invited from the Dipolo Palace was in charge of the breakfast. When Poppy Sahua was sitting at the dining table reading newspapers, Qianjun came with an apron and holding a bowl of soup. His hair was messy, his eyes were deep, and his face was full of lingering.
Painted with oil smoke.
"Get up? Just in time, I'm going to call you. I'll make you a soup and try how it tastes." Qianjun greeted Poppy Shahua with a smile, putting the bowl in front of Poppy Shahua.
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Now Qianjun no longer gives people a cold feeling, he is extremely enthusiastic and even a little flattering.
Poppy Shahua was a little dazed, then shook her head and said, "No need. I don't have the habit of drinking soup in the morning."
This is what I have been looking forward to countless times. Pregnant women should be accompanied by a beloved man. I asked Ai, but when there was such a day, how could I feel so uncomfortable?
"How can this work? You are pregnant now, so you must eat more nutritious things. You are not absorbing by one person, but two people. Don't worry, this is black chicken soup, without any seasonings. It's very light.
It will be greasy, and it doesn't matter if you drink it in the morning... Come and try." Qianjun handed the spoon in his hand to Poppy Sahua.
Poppy Sahua didn't reach out to pick it up, but still had a look of refusal, saying, "I don't need it. I don't want to drink your soup either. Take it away."
Qianjun took a deep breath and said in a sad tone: "Who can do nothing wrong with people is not a sage? Why bother to keep the past mistakes in your heart, torture others and even torture yourself. I know I did that thing very well.
No, it’s not right for you…but, at that time, I was young and prone to impulsiveness, and after being harassed by you, I was very angry… I always tried to vent my feelings.”
"But I don't regret my original choice. Because, if I didn't choose to treat you in this way, I might choose another more cruel and violent way. Fortunately... I chose the right one.
.And you are still alive now, and we still have the crystallization of love..." Qianjun suddenly felt that the next sentence was not good, and he raped others, so how could he still have the crystallization of love? However, if you could add another word in the middle
It’s also suitable for local dialect. We still have the crystallization of love…
"I know you have suffered a lot recently and suffered a lot of grievances. Although I can't be with you, I feel the same way. Why did I come to Istan with such a big danger? It's not for you. I know how I told Weng Yaxin that I said to you.
Is that? I said, we have to find a way to hijack Poppy Sahua. In this way, no one can do anything to her. What Istan, what opposition, who dares to cause trouble for me, I will let them go without returning
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"I really feel guilty about you, and I really want to do something for you to pay off my debts. I have talked to Weng Yaxin about Istanbul, and we will find ways to help you consolidate your imperial power. You are willing to do it in the future.
Whether Dipolo gets along well or is willing to die, I will definitely help you with this. I know you must love this child very much, so too. I really want to fulfill my responsibilities as a father. This soup is mine
I got up early in the morning and cooked it...I know you don't want to drink it, but please help me, just treat it as I cooked it for my child----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Qianjun sighed again, put the spoon in his hand in Poppy Shahua's hand, and turned around and left. Poppy Shahua sat blankly, without any movement for a long time, as if it was like a lifelike stone sculpture. The first ray of sunshine in the morning
Looking through the glass window, the tears that fell on the table were crystal clear.
Weng Yaxin found Qianjun in the kitchen, was startled by his appearance, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Make a soup." Qianjun said with a smile.
"When did you learn to make soup?"
"I haven't eaten pork and I've seen pigs run away? Put the meat and water into the pot and throw it on the fire and burn it?"
"Do you think it's useful?" Weng Yaxin naturally knew that Qianjun made soup to flatter Poppy Shahua.
This man is a little different from usual.
"Of course it works. Women are very strange animals. If you hurt her thousands of times and then hold her in your arms and coax it once, then you will have nothing to do."
"Poppy Shahua is not an ordinary person." Weng Yaxin said disdainfully, feeling that Qianjun was talking nonsense.
At least she is not that kind of person. If you want to coax her, it’s okay? There is no door.
"She is not an ordinary person, but she is an ordinary woman. Scientifically, the IQ of a pregnant woman has dropped to about the same as a bear. Do you want to try the soup I cook?" Qianjun pointed to the remaining soup in the soup and said.
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"I dare not drink it." Weng Yaxin shook her head. What else would this man do besides killing people and playing power tricks? Make soup? Oh my God, spare her!
"Then you will have no good fortune. This is the first time I make soup. If you don't drink it, I will drink it myself..." Qianjun happily served himself a bowl, doing his own food and clothing, and was about to taste the fruits of his labor.
, took a sip and frowned.
"It's a bit fishy, no salt added..." Qianjun put down the soup bowl, took the salt box and ran to the restaurant.
The scene in front of him stopped him. Poppy Shahua was lying on the table and drinking the soup with big mouthfuls. Every time she drank a sip of the soup, a tear fell into the soup bowl. Maybe the bowl of soup would be more and more, but she
Unconsciously.
No need to add salt, because tears themselves are salty.
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Istanbul's face was silly and stayed in the Istanbul Palace for a night, but was finally driven out by Poppy Sahua. Poppy Sahua means that she doesn't want to see someone she doesn't want to see appears in the palace. Don't challenge her final bottom line, if it's not Qian
The army also has the identity of Emperor Dipolo. Perhaps she had already asked the Royal Guard to shoot thousands of troops.
With blood, hatred in the heart.
However, Qianjun believed that this was Poppy Shahua, in order to take into account his own safety, was afraid that he would be easily threatened by the opposition when he lived in the palace, so he had to temporarily "compromise" and "swept goodbye" to himself.